Daphne's POV
I could see him, I could clearly see him dribble and scribble stuff on the whiteboard in front of me. But did I understand any of the jargon he was putting up? Not in this world. I had tried and tried to understand but it just wasn't working.
For some strange reason, my attention span today was shorter than usual and surprisingly I wasn't in the least way bothered about it. The only thing I wanted and craved was for him to wrap it up. For him to call it a day and leave so I could get back to focusing on more important things.
It was weird though, why I couldn't seem to pay attention or understand not one word that was flying out of his mouth and round the class. Apparently, I was the only one facing this. Even Conan's pen was dancing furiously by my right and that was say
